Chapter 1710: 150 million

Chapter 1710: 150 Million
When Fang Chuan found this woman's behavior, he couldn't help but raise his brow, which made him a little puzzled. There was no dark breath in this woman.
However, she just acted like a vampire.
However, he didn't think much, just followed this woman into a very spacious office.
"Wait here for a while, I'll call Caroline right away." She said, looked at Fang Chuan again, and then left the office.
"Does this person have a problem?" Luo Yao asked quickly.
Fang Chuan nodded: "There must be a problem, but it is strange that she does not have the breath of a vampire."
As he said, he flipped through the books on the table casually. They were all insignificant textbooks and reading materials for elementary school students.
He swept away his spiritual knowledge, but found that behind the bookshelves in this office, there was a different world.
After that, his divine consciousness spread over, and his face suddenly changed.
It was a secret room with many tools similar to execution, and there were many blood stains on it.
And in a corner of the secret room, lying a corpse, with many tooth marks on the neck, scars on the body, but the blood in the body has dried up.
Obviously, this is a human being killed by a vampire.
It is normal for a vampire to blood, but this vampire who is shaking S is so cruel, but it makes people even more angry.
"What's the matter?" Luo Yao asked quickly.
Fang Chuan shook his head and said nothing.
He was a little worried, if Luo Yao's parents were the initiators of this cruel inhumanity, would Luo Yao be unbearable?
What should he do?
Although he is a reincarnated immortal deity with rich experience, he has more indifference to life and death than ordinary people.
However, he is also an earthling, a Chinese from a small security guard to today.
In his heart, he also has a strong world outlook, values ​​and sense of justice.
"Is there anything hard to say?" Luo Yao was a criminal policeman, and soon discovered that Fang Chuan's expression was abnormal.
Fang Chuan waved his hand: "I'm not busy for the time being, believe me, I won't hide you."
"Good." Luo Yao has a strong reasoning ability. In fact, she has faintly guessed Fang Chuan's inner thoughts.
She didn't dare to think about it, so she had to avoid it.
boom--
The door was opened.
The previous woman walked in with another woman with long hair, tall, rare beauty, and yellow skin.
If this woman was ten years younger, she would definitely be no less than Luo Yao.
"Carolyn is here." The woman smiled before and quickly walked in. Fang Chuan waved their hands: "You talk slowly."
She looked at Caroline again: "Caroline, you don't have to worry about class, I have adjusted it for you, and receive your client well."
As she spoke, she pressed a lightly on Caroline's shoulder.
Then she turned and left the office.
boom! The door was closed again.
Luo Yao's body couldn't help trembling slightly, but there was a hint of disbelief in her eyes.
The person in front of her, and her mother in the only photo before, were almost carved out of the same mold.
There is no trace of time on her body.
She was shaking a little.
Caroline looked at Luo Yao and quickly said, "You are my daughter, right?"
Luo Yao was so excited that she almost burst into tears.
Fang Chuan pressed Luo Yao's shoulder once, and his true energy surged over. After a while, Luo Yao recovered his calm.
The tears that she had almost burst out, were evaporated in an instant.
Fang Chuan came over and shook his head, "I'm sorry, you may have made a mistake. This Miss Luo is not a daughter."
He waved his hand and said: "Let's sit down first, we are your client."
With that said, he pulled Luo Yao and sat on the sofa aside, and then Fang Chuan randomly took out a contract from the mustard space.
This contract is all in Chinese.
He put the contract on the coffee table and said with a smile: "I am your daughter Cheng Yao, her client before her death, and hope I can find you."
He pointed to the contract: "This is her inheritance. I hope I will pass it on to you."
"My daughter is dead?" Caroline frowned, then sat down and looked at Fang Chuan: "How did she die?"
As she spoke, tears flowed down.
Luo Yao really wanted to go up and recognize her, but Fang Chuan secretly gestured to her, telling her not to be impulsive.
Fang Chuan looked at Caroline: "She died of lung cancer."
He added: "This contract also includes her specific cause of death, as well as medical advice."
He waved his hand: "Let's take a look."
"it is good."
Caroline nodded, picked up the contract, looked at it, her expression changed again and again, and it took about fifteen minutes before she put down the contract.
She sighed: "I didn't expect this to happen!"
Luo Yao's expression also changed!
Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "If you have no opinion, please sign your name on the back of this contract and just press a handprint."
"Good." Caroline nodded, picked up the pen on the side, and signed her English name.
Fang Chuan accepted the contract, smiled, and stretched out his hand: "Our initial contact is here. After we finish the rest of the procedures, I will ask the bank to transfer her $150 million."
"One hundred and fifty million?" Caroline was taken aback.
"Correct."
Fang Chuan nodded, "She met a very good husband with a lot of money, but she was not blessed to enjoy it."
"My poor daughter." Caroline sighed, then looked at Fang Chuan: "Are you going to leave Mandela immediately?"
"No!" Fang Chuan shook his head, "I only need to contact my people remotely, what's the matter?"
"Oh, that's it."
Caroline looked sincere: "I see you all come from afar and travel a lot, so I want to invite you to a family dinner tonight."
She said again: "Please come by all means!"
Afterwards, she said her home address.
"That's fine too."
Fang Chuan nodded, "It's seven o'clock tonight, see or leave."
Caroline nodded, smiled, and after saying goodbye to Fang Chuan, she turned and left the office.
Then, the woman before came in and looked at Fang Chuan and them: "If there is nothing wrong, I will take you out."
"Do not."
Fang Chuan shook his head, "I have one more thing to ask you."
"Please." The woman asked quickly: "I have another client, Caroline's husband. Where does Mickey work?"
"Mickey?" The woman raised her brows, and then said: "Why don't you ask Caroline, this is her privacy."
Fang Chuan waved his hand: "She is very sad to know the news of her daughter's death, and I don't want to disturb her anymore."
"Okay." The woman smiled. "Mickey is actually a bar owner in town. He will meet you tonight."
She waved her hand: "It's class time now. It's inconvenient for you to stay longer."
"Let's go now."
Fang Chuan hooked his mouth, shook hands with this woman, and left the school together.